The ghost of my former self.

Today, I double took at my own reflection in the mirror.

I look familiar, yet feel unfamiliar.

Like a hollowed being, the roundness of my cheeks sunken to show the protruding cheek bones. The sunken eyes. The gloss in my eyes.

It was a scary moment like I have seen something else in the mirror.

But.

It was only me.

What’s left of me.

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